I grew hornier and hornier when I said what I did. She took my hand. “Over here” I said, and we walked to her mirror on the wall. As we did, I clo...ed the door. With the towel still on her, I reached around her body. She wasn’t expecting that at all. “Listen Sara” I began as I cupped her boobs. “These here, well these are your breasts.” She watched as I cupped them and didn’t do a thing but watch. She did kind of jump a little but stayed where she was at the moment. “These are your lifeblood,” I. I would watch her socializing in court and fantasize about how tight and pink her young pussy must be, and how those full, bow lips would feel wrapped around my cock. Still, I thought that she was virginal, too pure and high born for me to soil so recklessly. I battled my feelings, that is, until the day I saw the little whore in the Imperial Garden, sucking off a lowly gardener.I caught them through the bushes, hidden in an alcove and seated on a marble bench. The gardener was an indentured. ” “Hell, before today, I’d never seen a black woman nude.” “So I’m your first.” She asked. “Fraid so.” I retorted. “And I’m regretting waiting so long.” She smiled and kissed me. “To tell the truth, I’ve never seen a white guy naked, so I guess we’re even.” She returned her hand to my raging boner, sizing me up. “Well, you’re much larger than my last boyfriend.” She mused. “In case you care.” “In fact, that’s the biggest one I’ve ever seen.” “Do you still want to do this?” I queried. “I’ll. My armor pressed into my chest. I groaned as my weapons fell on her. Ax slashing, hammer crushing. The Paragon lifted a bloodied arm, her iron-hard bones exposed.My feeble attacks spilled off of her. The world swam around me. Kora screamed in the background, crying out orders. Her words were distant as a dizzying wave washed through me. Darkness spilled across my vision. I swayed.I couldn’t be weak.My teeth ground together. I shook my head. I had to focus and—The Paragon’s fist slammed down at.